She noticed her mother had begun to buck her hips slightly, totally lost in the moment. So as Beth fingered her mother's now sloppy cunt, she moved he... mouth over to the left nipple, immediately sucking it hard into her lips.Beth slid her fingers from her mother and gently rubbed Sheila's hairy mound, then down to her engorged clit. "Oh God, Beth, mmmmmm rub mommy's cunt, rub it hard baby," she moaned, obviously still in the zone.Beth smiled and decided that her mother's tits had had enough. All the time, of course, we were both praising her for being so clever as to tell us she wanted to go potty. Then when she was done, while we cleaned her up, we had to praise her some more for putting her poo in the potty and ... well you get the picture. Neither of us had anything to say to each other about The Talk!When we brought Angie back to the living room, Dan and Dad hadn’t moved. They probably hadn’t even said a word to each other either. They might have, but I doubted it. We told them. When it came down to it, why did she want to do it? She wasn’t sure she could answer that in one sentence. Because I like sex? That didn’t cover it, it didn’t even come close. Because I’m addicted to sex. I don’t just enjoy it, I crave it. I need it. I want it all the time. It’s almost uncontrollable. That was a lot closer, but there was more to it than just that, too. Part of it was that, to the best of her knowledge, no one had ever done it before. She also wanted to disprove the myth that. The man who had shown her where to use the restroom was standing there as she whirled around to run in an attempt to get away.With nowhere else to go and no way to get away from them, she straightened up, determined to fight them off. The one who had approached her said, “There is nowhere to go and I promise you that if you would like your father to get that promotion he wants, then you’ll have to be a good girl and do what we want.” She thought hard for a moment. If she did as they wanted, her.